I’m traveling through life.
The world is swimming by in a
Blur of green and blue and work.
I’m falling from nowhere to nowhere and
It feels like standing still,
But I know I’m traveling because
I never seem to recognize myself.
Mirrors in this place move
Faster than time and I
can’t see what I meant to be,
back when I took my first step.
So I must be traveling
I feel so stuck.